The thing that had been Albert Wesker's final gift to geto moved through the Brooklyn dockyard like a predator hunting for prey .
It had a name that Peter Parker recognized from S.H.I.E.L.D files during the time he worked with them. A "T-Virus tyrant engineered by umbrella, Designation: Mr. X."
He knew how horrifying this creature is, bulletproof, resistant to missiles capable of bending metal and destroying concrete as easy as he breathed.
But standing before it, watching it brush aside a shipping container like a child pushing through tall grass, Peter understood that prolonged battle would only benefit this monster.
"Ben" Peter said with a barely audible over tiered gaspes for air. "I really need you to be something heavy right now."
"I am on it "
Nodding in understanding he dialed the watch before stopping at a familiar figure.
The Omnitrix flared green as ben Tennyson's body dissolved into light and reformed in a burst of methane-scented flame
"Swampfire"
He landed beside Peter with a sound like wet leaves catching fire.
" Let's roast this meathead, spidyboy ."
"I would loved have Humungousaur or fourarms but this should work."
The two teenagers rushed forward in a coordinated assault. Having fought together enough times now to know the rhythm of each other's violence, they had a deep understanding of each other fighting styles.
Peter launched himself forward, hid web-shooters humming as two lines caught the creature's left arm and two more its right. He didn't try to pull that would be pretty stupid.
Instead he wove around it,spinning between shipping containers and cranes to create a net of tension that forced the thing to fight against itself just to move.
The plant based alien pressed the advantage with a fire that bloomed across his palms. He slammed both hands into the creature's chest and pushed with a roar causing the hybrid to be staggered for one moment , that one moment gave Peter a hope that was soon to be demolished.
This bio organic weapon was different from other tyrants. It wasn't a blank slate that just followed orders , instead it was capable of thinking, of learning and adapting to any situation it faced.
It adjusted shoulders by rotating in ways the human anatomy didn't permit. Its spine compressing as weight got redistributed.
The webs that had constrained it now guided its movement. It moved through the net rather than against it, and its fist caught Swampfire across the jaw with a fierce strike that sounded like a tree trunk snapping.
The dizzy Ben flew backward with tremendous speed.
seeing the trajectory peter knew he was heading towards the gasoline truck parked at the dock's edge for some reason. He shot a string of web while cursing under his breath, but the creature intercepted it.
In a burst of unexpected speed Mr X appeared right behind spider man, its towering figure shadowed him as his danger sense flared uncontrollably. Without giving him a chance to react ,Peter got sent spinning into a concrete pillar and broke his ribs just by a casual backhand .
The impact caused some internal damage to his organs and his red mask strained crimson with the color of his blood.
When his vision cleared pain flared through his body but it was all drowned by the noise of the truck exploding.
The fireball rose like a second sun that burned with raging fury.
Green light flashed through the flames indicating the Omnitrix activation sequence . When the fire finally parted, Diamondhead stood in the crater, body scorched black at the edges, eyes glowing with evident anger.
"Okay" Diamondhead said, his voice descending with unseen pressure . "My turn."
Sighing in relief, parker pushed through the pain with sheer determination and webbed the crystalline growths Diamondhead left behind, turning them into anchors that binded down the tyrant.
The hybrid adapted, of course. It always adapted. But adaptation took time, and time was the one currency they had left.
" To Your Left!" Peter shouted at the top of his lungs.Diamondhead's arm became a blade that caught the creature's strike. The impact rang across the dockyard like a church bell.
Diamondhead exhaled, and grasped the moving limbs in an inescapable death grip.crystals raced across the concrete, up Peter's webs, into the wounds embedded in the hybrid's flesh.
The creature tried to move, to escape its way out of death — but All was for nothing.
Peter watched the hybrid's movements grow sluggish, then stiff, then stop entirely. Its many eyes remained open, aware, observing even as the stillness claimed it.
As the final crystal formed over its mouth.
Peter let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding.
"Ben" he said, voice cracking. "I thought—"
"Yeah , yeah." Diamondhead's form dissolved revealing ben Tennyson who stepped back to observe his Handy work. The Omnitrix has a fail safe the would protect me. And besides, an explosion of that magnitude wouldn't be able to kill me."
"Sigh, if you say so."Peter said tiredly as he raised his fist towards his friend.
"That was good teamwork,"
The movement was clearly filled with pain and fatigue evident by the his trembling body. Something noticed by the ever preceptive friend.
"That was great teamwork," Ben replied with a waterlogged grin. they fist bumped ."let's get you a place to rest, you look half dead"
" Pfft— cough cough " peter clenched his side in pain as blood filled his mouth" hahaha I don't think it's only appearance wise."
They were still laughing when the air pressure changed.
Peter's spider-sense erupted indicating danger from everywhere at once. He looked up.
The clouds were wrong. They moved in spirals, and where they parted he saw not stars but eyes. Hundreds , no thousands of Malice filled eyes. Thousands of curses each taking a different shape as they glared down at their prey.
And between them, riding something that had once been a dragon and now resembled a corpse puppet with too many wings, stood a man in dark traditional Japanese robes.
Suguru Geto smiled down at them with the warmth of someone greeting old friends.
"Peter," Ben whispered. "Please tell me that's not who I think it is."
"If you are taking about the person who looks like a raid Boss then definitely he is the villain behind all of this"
Geto commanded the dragon to move lower so they can hear his next words.
"Ben Tennyson , I finally found you. I do have to admit it was quite the troublesome experience."glancing at the green watch on the boys wrist, a small smile smile crept geto's face.
"How about you hand over that watch of yours, and we don't have to get our hands dirty."
Ben smirked arrogantly as he flexed the Omnitrix in front of him.
" Funny you say that buddy. Many before you said the same thing, guess you will be joining the list."
Geto sighed exasperatedly as he shook his Head." I guess there is no reasoning with you monkeys." He spoke loud enough for them to hear and feel the hate in his words." And to think I was generous to give you an easy way out but you uncivilized filthy stains don't learn ,do you?"
"That sounded a bit racist," Peter muttered.
"You think so?" Ben deadpanned.
The two heroes exchanged baffled stares, completely thrown by the unhinged behavior of this lunatic.
Geto's smile never wavered as the dragon descended lower, the weight of the coming battle pressing down on the dockyard like an invisible hand